Loss of control

5 When they went across the lake, the disciples forgot to take bread. 6 “Be careful,” Jesus said to them. “Be on your guard against the yeast of the Pharisees and Sadducees.”

 7 They discussed this among themselves and said, “It is because we didn’t bring any bread.”

 8 Aware of their discussion, Jesus asked, “You of little faith, why are you talking among yourselves about having no bread? 9 Do you still not understand? Don’t you remember the five loaves for the five thousand, and how many basketfuls you gathered? 10 Or the seven loaves for the four thousand, and how many basketfuls you gathered? 11 How is it you don’t understand that I was not talking to you about bread? But be on your guard against the yeast of the Pharisees and Sadducees.” 12 Then they understood that he was not telling them to guard against the yeast used in bread, but against the teaching of the Pharisees and Sadducees.

Matthew 16:5-12

God is the same yesterday, today and forever. The same God who got me through my past will be here for me now. He will be here for me in the future. I often forget that fact.

Life is flowing along so soft and sweetly and then suddenly, a waterfall. I panic. I begin to paddle hard trying to escape my impending fall. I look around for help but there is nothing. I begin to scream for help but no one hears me. On the other hand, do they?

Days pass that are good and things are quiet. I oftentimes forget that even in those moments God is working. He is there. He is listening. Instead, I begin to rely on myself, thinking I must be living right because all is well. Life is good. I forget who is in control.

Then it happens. Something that shakes my foundation and leaves me scared. I feel out of control. I lose control.

Then suddenly it happens. I am thrown a rope. I grab a hold of that rope. Slowly I am pulled toward the shore. I escape the fall and my life is spared.

It is not until I lose control that suddenly I remember just who is in control. I spent time thinking it was me paddling that boat. That I controlled the current but God had to remind me. He has to remind me a lot.

I control nothing. His hand decides every moment of my life when I choose to walk in His will. He has a perfect plan.

That boat ride would have gone much smoother had I not taken control and forged right when I should have forged left. I would have never encountered that lovely waterfall. Praise God for His mercy and grace. His love is what brings us back to Him. We sometimes have to lose control in order to remember who it is that has all the control.

His feathers

Being a mom is hard.  We spend nine months of our lives carrying our little ones close and totally protected and then one day, BOOM!  They are released into this wild world and attacked by sin.  

We can only protect them so much and then we must leave the rest in God’s hands.  It is not always easy and I struggle daily but God is faithful when others are not and I am learning that every day.  I have to trust God and His sovereign plan.  No matter what, I have to believe that He will protect my children and guard them from those who would harm them emotionally, physically or spiritually. 

Sometimes I do not give my kids enough credit.  They are more aware than what I realize sometimes.  They often come home repeating something someone has said or done and then follow it up with “they really need Jesus.”  They get it and I am grateful.  I just have to trust God more.  That being said..

Mother hens are a lot like mothers everywhere.  Just like moms, mother hens will do anything and everything that they have to in order to protect their children.  I truly believe it is how God created us and it is what He expects of us.  It reminds me of Psalms 91: 4  He shall cover thee with his feathers and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.  I think of this verse every time I am fearful.  It reminds me that He is protective of me and my children in just the same way. It’s a pleasant and helpful thought on days like these.

“Father, give me the patience to love those who do not know you, in the way in which You have called me to love. Protect my children when they are away from me and give me peace as I await their return.  I fear no evil for Your love surrounds me.”